Make me whole

There are a few things in this world that still make me cry, touch me, move me.
There are few people in my life that still make me cry, touch me, move me...
If you are reading this and you know me, there is a good chance you have been one of those people.

Yesterday was hard for me, my body was slow, due to my alcohol consumption the night before. My brain was sluggish, my spirits low. I overslept...Late to work by 45 minutes. I felt so heavy.
I drug around for 2 hours when a friend stopped by. She pops up at weird moments , once every 2 or 3 months. I know I've told you about her before. She is a middle aged woman. Small lady, big spirit. She is a reike master. A spiritual healer. She was like rain on a dry day. I helped her with her plants, and she had me walk her to her car. She stopped me and closed her eyes and whispered that she knew she had come for a reason. Weird , yeah, I know. Welcome to my life. I have learned to go with such things. A normal person would be embarrassed to have her chakras realigned in a parking lot, but I knew, and know I have nothing to lose, so I copped a squat on her trunk and let her do her thing. Spiritual moments happen to all of us , wether we choose to acknowledge them or not, that said, she centered several meridians, and did some stuff to my collar bones, and some stuff with my feet. She closed her eyes and told me she was made "aware" of my fear. She told me to let it go. We loaded up her plants, and she hugged me and giggled. "It was no wonder I came here today," she said. She jumped in her car with no further adieu and left. I turned and walked away and the sweetest, coolest breeze washed over me, I went in the bathroom and cried. I don't know if I just needed to be acknowledged on that level, or if there was really some spiritual healing, but my heart and soul felt better after she left. These things really happen to me... These are my days....